Qin Shi Huang suddenly took the initiative to contact him, something Jiang Dali had not expected. However, he was rushing to the Sacred Mausoleum in Ying Nation to save people and had no time to deal with this big shot for now.
Thus, the moment Qin Shi Huang's august, emperor-like figure emerged in his mind, Jiang Dali immediately transmitted a mental ripple before temporarily cutting off contact with the He Clan Jade.
"Your Majesty, this junior has an extremely urgent matter to handle right now. If Your Majesty has something to discuss, please wait for this junior a while."
Deep within Qin Shi Huang's Mausoleum, amid the grand gates and burial halls, Qin Shi Huang, who had just deliberately maintained an earth-shattering image of power, froze. Thinking he had misheard, he sensed the message transmitted through their minds again. Once he heard it clearly, his expression abruptly darkened.
"You insolent brat! How dare you slight me so!"
Qin Shi Huang flew into a royal rage and was about to contact Jiang Dali again to rebuke him. Yet just as the thought arose, he forcibly suppressed it.
As the Emperor of the Ages, taking the initiative to contact a junior out of appreciation was already beneath his dignity. Since the other party did not know enough to appreciate such favor, how could he further lower himself and appear overly enthusiastic? What kind of propriety would that be!
"Brat! I had intended to grant you a fortuitous opportunity. Since you do not know how to seize it, hmph, then forget it! Like that Human Emperor who knows neither life nor death, you oppose Heaven. You are simply courting death sooner or later."
Qin Shi Huang snorted coldly, turned, and strode back to his noble dragon throne. The instant both hands rested upon